The Reason

Prologue

I want to talk about what happened to me. It really hurts - Louisa 

 December, 2014 

 New year's eve ... 

 Thump of loud music echoing throughout the room. Deafening electronic music that makes automatic her hips swaying to tapping music. Her hair dancing, piercing her cheek gently. Her arm pulled up, and the other keeping the camera to keep focus to record the spectacular action. 

Although her throat was very dry and her voice is getting strange, Louisa kept shouting his name aloud while muttering the lyrics are memorized die by it. After the loud music stopped buzzing in her ears, Lou still stood there. She would have loved to throw herself on the spot now. There are thousands of ants that were walking around her feet.

Her calves felt very sore. She shooked her head. Come on, Lou, spirit! you have no time to faint, She said . Painstakingly she get the front row, and just by drinking a few sips, she could not leave the place now. Lou must be able to withstand all the discomfort she felt on that night. 

She snorted in disgust. She really can not stand it. Because too much to drink, and also, she was not a drinker reliable. She spun around. Her steps began to stagger, her head so heavy, and her vision is not clear. Finally, she decided to leave the crowd and find a warm place to wait.
A woman with a tattoo on her arm suddenly came and led her into the room. 

She laid her near on fire. She threw a camera at the pale blue couch. She groaned, then mumbled. Some time she glanced at the tattoo lady was too busy struggling with her cell phone. Lou tried to lift her body, but she failed. she ended up on the cold floor instead.

Her hands rested on the edge of the couch. when she tried to pull herself up, that woman helping her once again. Fortunately, Lou could hold her body on the wall. That woman said something that was not clear to her, Lou just smiled briefly and waved her hand to her.

a few minutes later, she heard the sound of the guitar from the outside.Lou really can not control herself when it's dealing with alcohol. Fortunately, her headache can be tolerated. Then, with a slightly wobbly steps, Lou walked out of the park toward a group of people standing right in front of a small stage.

Fragrant roasts poking her nose. Glasses clinking sounds from different directions, bonfire path slightly warm her body, and the sudden scream of a woman surprised her. But, the rumbling in her stomach made her legs reversed direction, she ran into the house. She enters into the toilet, splashed water on her face, then bent over the sink, closer to the mirror and observe herself. She was very upset.She should not be there from the beginning. She should not do weird things like this. 

She washed her face again before lifting her foot from that place.Lou took her brown-knitted bag, she looked for a handkerchief that she always carried. The voices from the outside start calling for the countdown while she was busy looking for her precious stuff. She was stunned when she realize that her camera is left on the couch.At that moment, She stepped quickly before anyone took her camera. The camera is very valuable for her.

That's when it happened. When the door is open, everything went black.Louisa back to the actual reality. The reality that she is just a spirit. A spirit that is struggling to remember what happened to herself.